I am a dreamer
I wonder how many stars are left alive
I hear their distant echoes
I see their twinkling lights
I want them to never fade
I am a dreamer

I pretend that they're still there
I feel their empty void
I reach up to the bright black sky
I forebode the encroaching sombre
I dirge the infinite requiem
I am a dreamer

I perceive through blind eyes all comprehension
I whisper through sealed lips a thousand voices
I dream for a silence
I strain to stay awake
I desire nights with no dreams
I am a dreamer

My eyes are white, fixed on the everlasting light.
Screams echoing through the vastness of the empty space. Though I feel nothing, it is not my place.
Am I mistaken, why am I here? I cannot know, though the silence is screaming the answer.
The murmuring whispers a deafening pain. Though I listen on, there is much knowledge to gain.
My surroundings shift, I cannot see. The screaming stops and the darkness it engulfs me.

My eyes they are black, a dull eager awaiting for that certain attack.
They sing through the limitless void, their presence an unwanted harmony that must be destroyed.
I know the answer, they are all screaming it. Are they wrong, why are they here?
The beginning awaits, but the end has passed. Forgive us those who still trespass.
The world fades again, this time I can see. All the knowledge of the universe like a treasury.